Limerick, Poetic Form Exercise Options

[Merlin]

Eyes glisten with make-up for sex
and sizzle for action from Tex.
His famous six-shooter
should definitely suitor
if rigid, not bent or convex.


Didn't ignore any - just wrapped all 3 into 1.

[JustDaniel]

Since Merlin ignored mine and responded to yours, Larry, I'll respond to both mine and his together!

With action that sizzles, for short,
whether bent, curved, or rigid, cavort
through the afternoon hours
until duty devours
all your energy and you abort.

[Larry]

First, Daniel's first one:

Just a short sizzle action, that butt
has been seared for the roast if that cut
is as tender as some
or came off the wrong bum
and it’s toughness shows up in your gut.


Then Merlin's answer to mine:

If convex and it’s rigidly bent;
not a little but to some extent
get undressed ‘ere you ride
then lie down side by side
and if that doesn’t work, make a tent.


And finally, continuing the string:

All of your energy has aborted
long before you had ever got started
and your sweet looking date
saw it all dissipate.
She got up to get dressed then departed.

[JustDaniel]

C'mon, Larry! Now I have to respond to ALL THREE at once!!


She got up to get dressed, but just farted;
'twas what her tough gut had imparted.
Since her work was in tent
she hurried and went
to the out house... and I'd say she darted!

[Larry]

Darting to the outhouse I would say
you’re a little too late anyway
for the trail which you leave
will not ever deceive
someone thinking your dog’s out to play

[JustDaniel]

If your dog is played out, I would think
that the least you could do is unlink
him from that heavy chain;
it's no wonder his pain
is so great that he can't even drink!

[Merlin]

Here's hoping you saw my remark that I hadn't ignored, rather blended 3-in-1. I'll just come in after the last one to avoid confusion here-on.


He can't even drink? You don't say!
Ten beers in an hour was okay
and then wobble home
like the road's made of foam,
but them's war the daze long away!

[JustDaniel]

Rat here is whar daze role aweigh
wearin' masks at a gay cabaret
as the French Quarter folk
drink in music an' joke,
like: "Ya'll have hair but ya'll have toupee."

[Larry]

Daniel's first:

“So he can’t” is a great even drink
that the bartender serves with a wink
at that “one for the road”
when he’s got on a load;
the guy falls down and can’t even blink.

[Larry]

I have no idea where to go with Merlin's so here is a continuation of Daniel's string:


If you’re having to pay for your hair
that is transplanted from anywhere;
legs and head, back or crotch,
that he better not botch
taking it for there’s little to spare

[Merlin]

It's great living hair in my toupee;
my Missus can cook and make whoopee!
Out hair on the prairie
it sometimes gets scairie,
at night when coyotees howl outa key!


Reckon I'll need to-pay for that, eh?

Cross-post with Larry, this follows JD's above, so solly.
Okay - I'll reply to Larry below.


There’s little to spare in my larder
cuz things get progressively harder.
I've lost most my hair
and my pate's pretty bare,
but there's still lotsa oomf in my ardor.

[Larry]

No Merlin,

I think it was a howling success. It's hard to laugh and moan at the same time.

Larry

[Larry]

Now to follow up on your post, Merlin.


Lots of comfortable ardor’s still there
on the bed, in the floor or the chair
but the naugahyde peels
off my skin when she squeals;
that’s the risk I must take when I’m bare.

[JustDaniel]

only risk that I take when I'm bare
is that someone will come see me there
in a lump on the floor
having lost my ardor
long ago; I just lie there and stare

[Merlin]

To lie there and stare at the ceiling
is not what I figure appealing
when up on the mattress
lies little Ms Fatness -
and shows a whole lot, most revealing!

[JustDaniel]

You have showed a lot -- most revealing --
of what the old wizard is feeling,
but I can't imagine
that you'd be there shaggin'
a youngun's been laid there unpeeling.

[Merlin]

Imagine a youngun unpeeling,
all giggles and tittering and squealing.
The wine was divinely
and us, intertwinely
as the starlight looked on – we were kneeling!

[Larry]

Again, too late but I've been out of touch for two days so here again

Daniel's:

If unpeeling the young ones laid there
then the nest will most likely be bare
but the egg were a treat
made the breakfast complete
and you had some left over to spare


and Merlin's:

If you're kneeling as starlight looks on;
that's a scope on a gun that I own
used in a sniper's school
but as a voyeur's tool
it's a weapon I wouldn't condone.

[Merlin]

I seldom will use a condone,
my weapon is good all alone.
It's best to shoot blanks,
begone, many thanks,
then off to relax on dethrone.

[JustDaniel]

responding to Larry's and Merlin's responses together:


ex-laxed on dethrone you declare
that you have some leftovers to spare
but that is TMI
and to my weary eye
I should like to be more unaware.